“The man - witch - who’d summoned Selah was nothing like what shed expected. In truth, he looked no different than many daimons she’d met: implacable expression and a musculature that would serve him well in one of the Marchosia’s fighting competitions. It was only his eerie blue-and0gold witch eyes that revealed his true nature - and those eyes were fixed on her.”
Mallory is unaware of the true nature of The City and its Carnival of Souls, where both murder and pleasure are offered up for sale. All she knows about The City is that her father, and every other witch living there, was cast out and forced to live in the human world where she has grown up, that the daimons were behind the exile and that her father is being hunted for something he has taken.
Aya and Kaleb are diamons living in The City, they are fighters in the Marchosia’s fighting competition. Aya is ruling caste, which means she has no real reason for fighting, not one that other people are aware of anyway. Kaleb is a cur, the lowest caste he is fighting for a better life. Both are fighting for a freedom that the other cannot understand. Mallory is unaware of the life they lead but they are fully aware of her and soon she is drawn into the battle they are fighting.
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